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The bar is a haze of amber light and low laughter, the air thick with smoke and cheap perfume. A group of men at the far end leer, their gazes sticky. Jensen’s hand finds your arm, firm and warm, steering you back onto the stool beside him. His voice cuts through the murmur, smooth as whiskey on rocks. "Nope. You wanna go out? This is all you're getting." His eyes never leave you, even as the men slink away. What now, you?

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